Jagged
You think you can outshine me
You can't even outline me
I got lead to draw, so don't play with me
They'll have to identify your body
Don't step to me cause it get tragic
I work it, work it, like magic
Ain't come to play with hoes
Baby I'm not Tiffany Haddish
You ain't know well let's establish
Cause Vandal know I'm a savage
Yes I'm pretty like a rose
But my thorns are mad jagged, grrr
Mad jagged, grrr
They're mad
Pretty like a rose, my thorns are mad jagged, grrr
Mad jagged, grrr
They're mad
Pretty like a rose, my thorns are mad jagged, grrr
Wah-wah-wah, these bitches actin like babies
Cause when I want to play, how come now y'all don't want to play me
All this yip yap about a bitch named Stacy
You don't listen, your Bad Habit like Steve Lacy
What's crazy, but not amazing
I thought you could be my baby
A real gentleman, you are nothing less than a lady
I don't say shit, cause them thirsty niggas don't phase me
But the fact you pulled a Jigga, that shit, shit amaze me
Mad jagged, grrr
They're mad
Pretty like a rose, my thorns are mad jagged, grrr
Mad jagged, grrr
They're mad
Pretty like a rose, my thorns are mad jagged, grrr
I whip it just like Willow
Face down, you in a pillow (Uh)
How do you rate my skill ho'
On a scale, up to one-zero
I had some real good inspo
I gave, some real good mental (Uh)
They want me to be gentle, I look at them like "are you mental"
I am not the one to temp ho'
I'll beat it and to this tempo
I'm the test ain't no exempt ho'
I'm hot and cold just check my tempo
You in the gutter like a dimple
Get popped, just like a pimple
Now I gotta dish, out, smoke, when it all, just could be simple
My, body, my voice, you worship me at my temple
So I'll take you for a ride, but don't forget your body a rental
You an animal, that's why you be, lyin'
I don't find out the truth, it find me, Ispyin'
Wah-wah-wah, these bitches be cryin'
They're dyin'
They're lyin' like Steven's lion
Bitch I'm animated, you know I'm vibrant
Three strikes you're out, that's word to, trident
Yeah you cute, but bitch, I be, flyin'
My hair on me, the only thing, dyin'
Yeah I bark but I also be, bitin'
I like 'em old wit money like they, Biden
Man, who in here tryna start a riot
I like the loud hoes, she's fuckin me, quiet
When I see the competition, I die it
Cause without D, you can spell diet, grrrrrr
Mad jagged, grrr
They're mad
Pretty like a rose, my thorns are mad jagged, grrr
Mad jagged, grrr
They're mad
Pretty like a rose, my thorns are mad jagged, grrrrrr
You can't even outline me
I got lead to draw, so don't play with me
They'll have to identify your body
Don't step to me cause it get tragic
I work it, work it, like magic
Ain't come to play with hoes
Baby I'm not Tiffany Haddish
You ain't know well let's establish
Cause Vandal know I'm a savage
Yes I'm pretty like a rose
But my thorns are mad jagged, grrr
Mad jagged, grrr
They're mad
Pretty like a rose, my thorns are mad jagged, grrr
Mad jagged, grrr
They're mad
Pretty like a rose, my thorns are mad jagged, grrr
Wah-wah-wah, these bitches actin like babies
Cause when I want to play, how come now y'all don't want to play me
All this yip yap about a bitch named Stacy
You don't listen, your Bad Habit like Steve Lacy
What's crazy, but not amazing
I thought you could be my baby
A real gentleman, you are nothing less than a lady
I don't say shit, cause them thirsty niggas don't phase me
But the fact you pulled a Jigga, that shit, shit amaze me
Mad jagged, grrr
They're mad
Pretty like a rose, my thorns are mad jagged, grrr
Mad jagged, grrr
They're mad
Pretty like a rose, my thorns are mad jagged, grrr
I whip it just like Willow
Face down, you in a pillow (Uh)
How do you rate my skill ho'
On a scale, up to one-zero
I had some real good inspo
I gave, some real good mental (Uh)
They want me to be gentle, I look at them like "are you mental"
I am not the one to temp ho'
I'll beat it and to this tempo
I'm the test ain't no exempt ho'
I'm hot and cold just check my tempo
You in the gutter like a dimple
Get popped, just like a pimple
Now I gotta dish, out, smoke, when it all, just could be simple
My, body, my voice, you worship me at my temple
So I'll take you for a ride, but don't forget your body a rental
You an animal, that's why you be, lyin'
I don't find out the truth, it find me, Ispyin'
Wah-wah-wah, these bitches be cryin'
They're dyin'
They're lyin' like Steven's lion
Bitch I'm animated, you know I'm vibrant
Three strikes you're out, that's word to, trident
Yeah you cute, but bitch, I be, flyin'
My hair on me, the only thing, dyin'
Yeah I bark but I also be, bitin'
I like 'em old wit money like they, Biden
Man, who in here tryna start a riot
I like the loud hoes, she's fuckin me, quiet
When I see the competition, I die it
Cause without D, you can spell diet, grrrrrr
Mad jagged, grrr
They're mad
Pretty like a rose, my thorns are mad jagged, grrr
Mad jagged, grrr
They're mad
Pretty like a rose, my thorns are mad jagged, grrrrrr
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Writer(s): Dominic Wheeler
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